Stealing His Heart
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MatureComplete Sun, Aug 20, 20232h 54m
Started story April 27, 2022
Natalia is a Romanian assassin, she's a swift killer and lets no one get in her way, it's never hard to kill the next person when you do it so many times. Leaving her home country and heading into the U.S. causes a big change, especially bumping into a handsome guy on your first week in the states.
Phoenix's life is mission, after mission, growing up with parents that were always in danger had taught him that no one can protect you, only yourself. It was the same thing every day, go to work and kill, that is until Natalia walked into the agency. This is going to be a distraction for him and he knows it, she might just...Steal his heart.
"Faster," I say breathlessly, and he does exactly that, his fingers start to rub against me as his tongue begins to push inside of me.
His other hand slides up my hip and then he grabs my right breast.
He pulls my bra down and Phoenix's thumb slide over my nipple.
"How do I deserve you? It's been too long." My hips move faster when his hand lands a loud slap on my ass.
"God, Phoenix" I throw my head back.
"You're so fucking wet, you missed this didn't you?" He mumbles against me.
"Mmm, fuck, I'm coming, I'm coming." His hands wrap around my thighs holding me down so that I won't move away from his lips.
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[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ------------------------------------- I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. "Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. "You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner." His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins." WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk. Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.
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